Chapter 659
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Torn between her protective instincts for Carol and the necessity of disclosing the truth, she faced a dilemma. The truth about Carol’s lineage would come out if she agreed to the bone marrow test, revealing she was not the Lawsons’ biological daughter.
Meanwhile, Linsey, the true biological daughter of the Lawson family, was present right there!
Alexa found it unbearable to watch Carol suffer any longer. Linsey was the rightful donor for Jeffery!
She could not stand to see her own daughter in such distress.
In a strained voice, Myla responded to Linsey’s question. “Jeffery’s condition is worsening, and he needs a bone marrow transplant immediately. We’ve been unable to find a compatible donor. My husband and I were willing, but the doctor says a sibling would be ideal. But…”
Myla’s voice trailed off, her face a portrait of sorrow.
Linsey realized Myla had not expected Carol to resist the marrow testing for Jeffery so vehemently.
Jeffery had always shown Carol nothing but affection.
Yet now, when she could potentially save Jeffery’s life, Carol hesitated. Overwhelmed by her emotions, Carol exclaimed, “It hurts to donate marrow! Mom, how can you let me go through such pain? I know Jeffery needs it, but what if I don’t survive the surgery?”
Myla inhaled deeply, her patience finally giving way. “The doctor already explained that your heart condition isn’t a reason to avoid the procedure. You only need to put on a bit of weight before they can move forward with the surgery.”
Carol raised her voice once more. “I’m not going to let myself gain weight! I hate the way I look when that happens! Why does it have to be me giving something up for Jeffery? Our family has enough money to pay someone else to do it!”
Myla’s fury was evident as she retorted, “Carol! We’ve gone over everything with you in detail. It’s been days now, and we still haven’t found anyone who’s a proper match. Your brother’s getting worse by the day, and we’re running out of time!”
Cruz placed a comforting hand on the shaking Myla and addressed Carol. “We’re not demanding that you donate right this second. All we’re asking is that you let the doctor run a test to see if you’re a match. If it turns out you and your brother are compatible and no one else steps forward, you might be the one who can save him. Do you get that, Carol? Your brother’s in bad shape, and it’s getting worse!”
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Carol clenched her teeth, defiant. “It’s not like I caused Jeffery’s blood disorder, so why should fixing it be my responsibility?”
Myla’s face twisted in shock at Carol’s words. She struggled for breath, her voice trembling as she said, “Carol… I can’t believe how cruel you’re being right now!”
“Myla!” exclaimed Cruz, as he put his arm around her shoulder to support her, his expression one of deep pain and concern.
Myla fixed her gaze on Carol, her words deliberate. “All these years, Jeffery has gone from one place to another, searching endlessly for a way to treat your heart condition. He’s always treated you with such kindness, and now that he’s truly sick, you respond with nothing but cold words! After everything we’ve given you, is this really the way you choose to treat us?”
She went quiet for a moment before continuing in a flat voice, “At the restaurant that day, you shoved him, and he ended up getting hurt. That injury was the reason we found out about his blood disorder. I understand it wouldn’t be right to say this is your fault—but if Jeffery had heard the things you said just now, can you even imagine how much it would have crushed him?”
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